Devil’s Advent

An hour has arrived.

Zheng Fan, who was about to give an order, suddenly thought of a question,

This question is still very critical, and it is very fatal.

That is, Marquis Jingnan arranged everything well, but when arranging himself, would there be some deviations?

for example,

The reason why he entrusted himself with the task of directly entering the Jin Dynasty's palace was that he took a fancy to his record of leading an army to raid Mianzhou City twice, but the problem was that Liang Cheng was the one who led the army twice.

With that in mind,

Zheng Fan's hands suddenly trembled.

Those who rely on cheating or go through the back door to gain positions are fine on weekdays, but when things really happen, they start to panic.

take a deep breath,

Don't panic when encountering anything,

If it really doesn't work, just hang your head, raise your knife, and shout "Ula" and you're done.

Because right now, there's no other choice anyway.

"Jin Kingdom Palace, go!"

Zheng Fan mobilized his war horse, followed by three hundred Jingnan Army knights, like a sharp knife, straight into the heart of the Jin Kingdom, which was completely in a panic at this time.

On the return journey, Situ Jiangong took away thousands of Situ's elite riders. First, there was no need to keep them any longer. Second, the land of Gyeonggi was originally the private land given to the Yu family by the Dacheng Kingdom, so it was not very easy for him to lead his troops to station convenient.

It is precisely because of this that it directly led to the emptiness of the capital at this time.

The few routs gathered at the beginning got drunk after returning to the camp, venting their bird spirits. These routs still had the courage to fight on the battlefield, and Yu Huacheng's level of training soldiers and horses was not bad, but the problem was that the routs However, their psychological state and spiritual outlook cannot be changed overnight. For them who have just experienced defeat not long ago, once they are free, drinking and visiting brothels is the best way to numb themselves.

Because of this, almost half of the soldiers in the rout camp on the school grounds dispersed. Although the remaining half were in the camp, they were still drinking and betting.

The pro-army was even more miserable. After returning, except for a thousand cavalry patrolling the periphery, and Yu Huacheng personally leading a thousand soldiers into the palace, the rest of the troops went back to their homes to find their mothers.

Originally, the number of Jin troops in Gyeonggi was just like when they were outside Wubao in the daytime. Even if the soldiers and horses of Situ's family were excluded, they were several times as many as the five thousand Yan troops.

However, now, in contrast to the established system, the Yan people actually have an absolute advantage.

In the final analysis, it wasn't because Yu Huacheng was not good enough. He was able to achieve the position of commander in chief of the Gyeonggi army not only because of his friendship with Emperor Jin, but also because of his own good ability.

But the real reason is that the land of Gyeonggi is too small. Rather than saying that it is a country within a country, it is more like a royal court of barbarians.

However, even though the royal court has declined, it still maintains a certain influence on the desert, and still has a large area of ​​pastures of its own, while the land of the state of Jin is just a simple "city-state".

Perhaps, after surrendering to the Dacheng Kingdom, as the front line against Yan, Gyeonggi could become a new "Beifeng County" with the support of Dacheng in the future, but it is not yet possible.

The Yan Army cavalry was divided into many units, attacking their respective targets, setting fires and killing people. For a while, they created a terrifying momentum no less than tens of thousands of cavalry rolling over.

Under such circumstances, the Jin army collapsed directly, and it was impossible not to collapse, because after they returned from the expedition, there was no such thing as an organizational system or an unorganized system.

The enemy has already killed your door, and then go door to door to call out soldiers to form an formation?

Then call up those drunken soldiers from the school camp to meet the enemy?

Or go to a place like the Red Curtain and drag those Qiuba off Sister Yao's body one by one,

Even if it is pulled down,

If you give him a knife, can he still have the strength to lift it?

In Zheng Fan's part, he didn't do other things, but focused on heading towards the Jin Palace. Because he intentionally delayed for an hour, when Zheng Fan came in, the chaos in the capital had already appeared.

This is enough to show that the Marquis of Jingnan has already grasped the status quo of this area, and five thousand cavalry are indeed enough to directly level this place.

This is the art of war.

………

There is a street on the east side of the Imperial Palace of the Jin Dynasty. A hundred years ago, it was extremely noisy and lively.

The courtiers who went to the early court were waiting for the palace gate to open. Those with high official ranks should pay attention to their image, so they sent people to buy breakfast and sit in sedan chairs to eat; those with low official ranks, who were at the end of the court, had no worries. Sit in the store generously and get something to eat.

Master Juggernaut is still in a white shirt, sitting in this old soup cake shop.

In front of him, there was a large bowl of soup made from big bones, and two pancakes.

An old man walked slowly on crutches, clutching a handful of scallions, and threw them into the soup bowl gracefully.

"In the early years, officials who were full of sesame and mung beans liked to eat this at the soup cake shop. The chopped green onion was really strong. Without this, the soup would be tasteless and not fragrant. .

If you are in a good mood, warm up half a pot of wine. It is not as good as the fine wine from Wuchuan, Ganguo, but the taste is good enough. Half a pot of wine, two bowls of soup, and two pieces of pancakes will make you feel comfortable eating.

Anyway, at the end of the row when going to court, I am not afraid that the breath in my mouth will infect your majesty and the big shots, haha. "

The old man sat down in front of Lord Juggernaut while talking.

What he said was already 60 years ago. At that time, the structure of the three major families had been formed, but the heads of the three families were still working in Gyeonggi. The Jin Dynasty court was still a court, not like it is now.

Master Juggernaut stirred the chopped green onion with chopsticks and blew on it, but he was not in a hurry to drink, but looked at the old man and said:

"Every time I go out, I think about this for a long time."

"That is."

The old man grinned proudly, showing his big yellow teeth.

This street has been deserted for many years, but the old man has been guarding this shop.

"I don't know how long I can drink this soup."

When the old man heard this, he immediately said:

"No matter how things change outside, as long as the courtyard opposite our wall is still the palace and His Majesty still lives there, our soup and cake shop will continue to operate."

The old man subconsciously wanted to tell the story of his ancestors selling soup cakes on the street a hundred years ago and being admired by His Majesty who was visiting in micro-services.

But suddenly remembered that he had told this story to the person in front of him no less than twenty times, so he immediately stopped talking and showed a reserved smile instead.

The Juggernaut nodded, but did not tell the old man that in a short time, there will be no more His Majesty in this palace. This palace will most likely be changed into a palace. I dialed it.

"Boys are back today. How long has it been? Our son of heaven has never really done anything."

The old man expressed his emotion.

Master Juggernaut drank the soup and didn't reply.

The people in Jingji of the Jin Kingdom are different from the people near the capitals of other countries. In other countries, the people in Jingji are often the group with the best living conditions.

However, the pattern of the three divisions of the Jin Kingdom has been around for too long, and it has been so long that the people in Gyeonggi have lost their waists. The people instinctively huddled together with the Emperor Jin to keep warm.

The old man has boiled soup and made pancakes all his life, and he has been firmly bound to this soup pancake shop all his life. He has seen its prosperity, and now he is also savoring its low point. I always thought that this is probably the same thing in a person's life, but I still hesitated in my heart.

asked:

"The people from Yan in the west won't call again, will they?"

Lord Juggernaut put down the soup bowl, took two bites of pancakes, shook his head, and said:

"Who knows."

"Oh." The old man sighed, got up silently, and said, "Two big bones again?"

"No need, these are enough."

"You are also getting older. In the past, it would not be a problem to drink three bowls of broth and five big pancakes for a meal, and eat three or four big bones."

"That is, it is indeed not a young man."

"When are you going to start a family?"

"No hurry."

"Hurry up."

"Okay, I'm in a hurry first."

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the street outside the soup cake shop.

The old man turned his head and looked out suspiciously, while the Juggernaut stood up, walked to the door panel, removed a door panel, and found a group of Jin army knights heading eastward.

What followed was the sudden burst of fighting and crying in the entire capital.

The Juggernaut narrowed his eyes.

"But something happened outside, so lively?"

The Juggernaut did not deceive the old man, saying:

"Something went wrong."

"But the Yan people called?"

"seems like it."

"Hey, I still called after all. Tell me, what are you doing to tease the Yan people for no reason?"

The Juggernaut turned his head and said:

"You can't say that."

"An'an lives a life, isn't it good? I have to make a fuss about right and wrong." The old man didn't know the identity of the sword master, but only knew that he was a young man who was down and out and now has a fortune.

In the early years, when the person in front of me was still young, he often brought his younger brother to eat soup cakes. Later, their clothes got better and better, and their sabers seemed to become more and more expensive. Later, his younger brother didn’t come here very often. The person in front of him would come over from time to time.

The Sword Saint said:

"After all, it is necessary to change the way of life."

"Sigh, the great people always think about making troubles, while we little people just want to live our lives in peace.

Guarding the capital, guarding the palace, and guarding His Majesty, this day can always go on. "

"Then how boring is this day?"

The old man heard the words,

Laughed,

It seems that he is completely indifferent to the panic outside,

Pointing to Master Juggernaut who just drank half of the bone broth,

road:

"Most people in the world think about how to get enough to eat, and only those noble people who don't worry about eating and drinking always think about making food more delicious."